Month: October 2015

Five Nights at Freddy’s

Five Nights at Freddy’s – is creepy.

Five Nights at Freddy'sIn the daytime Chica, Bonnie and Freddy are friendly to kids but at night if kids are around they get killed. The story is about how five kids went missing. They were turned into puppets by the puppet master and the puppets made the animatronics.

They kill kids around the area in unknown ways. They kill the security guard on the job at the time.

You are the security guard on the job.

You have:

A flashlight

and (if you are playing Five Nights at Freddy’s 4)

you have doors

but both of them have power

so if one goes down

all of them go down.

So use it wisely.

Characters are: Bonnie, Chica, Freddy, Foxy, Golden Freddy, Puppet-Master, Spring trap, Mangle and more.

Nightmare characters are the creepiest out of all.

Night 1
My story of playing Five Nights at Freddy’s.
First I looked at the cameras. I was fearful. I saw a music box. I decided to wind it up so that the puppet master and all the puppets and all the animatronics would not come into my security office.   If you don’t wind it, all the animatronics known to man will come into the security room. Trust me, you don’t want that!

I looked on the stage. I saw Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica. I looked in the party room. I saw Balloonboy. I sat there, then looked at the music box. It was quite low. I wound up the music box. I forgot to look at the other cameras and Foxy ran into my room. I found a Freddy mask. I put it on but it was armour and you can’t check the cameras with the mask on , so I took it off and got the light and shone it in his eyes. It took 33 flashes of light to scare him into the party room. Finally, Bonnie came into my room. I did the same thing! It worked. But then Foxy came into my room. He jump scared me! Ahhhhh!

I tried the game and it lasted until 6 am.

Ding, dong, ding, dong, ding, dong, ding, dong, Yay!

Night 2

I never got past Night 2 but had lots of tries. Balloonboy came into my room and did the worst thing ever. He made Golden Freddy come into my room and he jump scared me back to Night One.

I got past Night 1 again and Roshan my friend played it with me. We kept forgetting to check Pirate Cove so Foxy jumped scared us. We screamed and Mum laughed.

by Levi

Everyday Monsters

On the weekend
I’m starting up
my
Youtube channel.
I’m going to do
game commentary.
Other commentators
inspired me.
Old games,
new games
and mods.
They play on PCs
and consoles.

Terraria,
Minecraft,
Call of Duty.

These are the main games.

In Terraria and Minecraft
You protect yourself
from monsters;

Everyday monsters,
slimes,
skeletons,
eye balls,
zombies,
mother slimes,
baby slimes,
pinky slimes,
king slimes,
undead archeologists,
undead miners,
undead wizards,
man eaters,
hornets,
there’s bats too,
there are a lot of things
Cute little
pinky slimes
which drop
5 gold pieces.

I don’t
want
to name
all
the monsters
because
it
will
take
too
long.

You film
the game play
and you
record
your voice.
You record it
as you are playing
the game.

You upload
your videos
onto Youtube
and wait
for someone
to discover you
or ask for a
Shout Out.

My aim
is to get paid
by game industries
to play
their games.

That would be a
dream job,
being paid
to play games.

By
Matthew
2011

‘Teaching Aids 2’ by Colin McCahon

‘Teaching Aids 2’ by Colin McCahon

The painting is multilayered in it’s language, concept and meaning.
It consists of 10 chalkboards, on which there are rectangles painted in white on black.
The rectangles can be understood as representing landscapes.
They can also be viewed as crucifixes, hopscotch grids, and windows.
Some of the rectangles contain numerals – some of the numerals have been
rubbed out.

The use of chalkboards situates the painting in a classroom.
It is a universal classroom; one in which we are all students.
Is there a teacher?
Does the artist situate himself as the teacher?
Or is this the work of a student reaching and fumbling toward understanding?

Human attempts at understanding the meaning of life, questions
about the purpose of human existence, the purpose of the universe, the
existence or otherwise of a God – have been represented numerically –
algorithms, columns, and patterns of numbers attempt to encode meaning
and refer to the language of pure mathematics and physics – Why are we
here? What is out there? Is there a God? Does it matter? Why does it
matter? We try to understand, we encode and deconstruct, we make mistakes,
mistaken attempts to understand are important – it is in the act of
trying to understand and trying to create meaning that we humans are at
our best. There is humility, love and anguish in this painting. There is
reason and there is abandonment. It is a deeply authentic work that does
not try to win any prizes – it’s value is in the rigor and flexibility of
it’s creator’s intelligence, in his flexibility of mind, in it’s multiple
frames of reference, in the synthesis of those frames and in the artist’s
love and intent. That it is terribly lonely is part of it’s comfort.